i love you douglas coupland...but there was imperialism, sorry.
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Beach House- Zebra
Beach House-Used to Be
Charlotte Gainsbourg- IRM
Charlotte Gainsbourg-Le Chat du Cafe Des Artistes
Charlotte Gainsbourg-La Collectionnieuse
Beach House- Norway
Air-Do the Joy
Air-Sing Sang Sung
Animal Collective- Taste
Broken Social Scene- World Sick
Julian Casablancas- Left & Right in the Dark
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“Among the first things John and James showed me was a little red Moleskine pocket notebook, three and half by five and half inches in size. Each page within was covered in their father’s neat, extraordinarily tiny handwriting–the cursive equivalent of three point type. In his later years, Hughes never went anywhere without one of those notebooks in his person the better to record anything that popped into his head at any time he wished: observations, incidents, editorials, inventories, theories, vignettes, overheard conversations…JOhn and James have found, so far more than 300 pocket notebooks among their father’s effects and these are but a drop in the bucket of what Hughes left behind, archival papers, old correspondence, personal journals, thick binders containing works in progress, and gigabyte upon gigabyte of computer files.” -“Sweet Bard of Youth” Vanity Fair article on John Hughes
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This is what I was watching while drinking coffee last week. While the use of pesticides outside my window does concern me a bit, it’s also pretty nice to see real farm work from the comfort of my living room. I thought about the farmer’s life. Even though we occupy a similar geographic space, we live in very different worlds:
My house is perched on the edge of a modern-on-a-budget housing complex, a few dozen boxy houses with big cars parked in front. The front doors are usually decorated in some reference to the nearest holiday: plastic pumpkins in October, red hearts in February. Rowdy kids play in the street and their mothers stand together not far away, gossiping about the latest neighborhood problems.
But this insulated community is an island, a suburban outpost in a sea of rural life. From my dining room window, I can see farmers from another generation working in the fields. Their back are bent from years of bearing the slow stead weight of carrots and potatoes. An elderly farmer and his wife work a few feet below the window. We rarely make eye contact.
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Siphon coffee: what a luxury. When I have enough time, I love making it at home. Usually, as the title of this blog suggests, it happens on the weekends because it’s such a messy, labour-intensive way to make coffee. But it’s also the nicest-looking way that I’ve ever seen coffee made, and it yields such a sweet, delicate drink that it’s totally worth the hassle. It reminds me of Clover coffee, but with a lighter body and more interesting high notes. I love it.
It’s starting to catch on in North America, but I would be surprised if it ever goes beyond the grass-roots stage. Siphon coffee is too messy and time-consuming for most of the larger coffee shops, although there are some curious exceptions. Here in Japan, it used to be the preferred method and is still quite popular. There’s even a siphon competition at the Japanese Barista Championships.
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Brasstronaut was supposed to have a new album out this month, but it’s been delayed until early 2010. Instead, there is a new video for Old World Lies.
Aaron Read, who you might recognize from the Sunday Service, is the guy in the boat. Apparently the open ocean is his biggest fear, and he almost drowned making the movie.
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